Class Survival: Starting with a Hehuan Chair? A Thousandfold Return

Chen Yu wasn't in a hurry. Instead, he asked about the time. There was still less than an hour before curfew.

This is too rushed.

Mira seemed to know what he was worried about, and leaned closer: "Don't worry, it's only a 20-minute drive from here to the main city, to any neighborhood! I'll do my best..."

Chen Yu shook his head: "Then let's find a neighborhood first, and then talk about the rest later. That way we'll feel more at ease."

"what?"

Mira was taken aback. She had originally thought that she could save Brother Jiang's life right here... at the lowest possible cost.

But once I get to the residential area, won't I end up like I did last night?

"No, I...I prefer the wild."

You have no choice.

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...

The outskirts of the new capital.

Residential area.

There are already streetlights here, although they are much dimmer than those in the core area.

However, almost every window was lit, so it was fairly bright outside.

Most of the paint on the building has peeled off, revealing the grayish-white cement base underneath.

Behind the half-open iron gate at the entrance to the stairwell, people were crowded inside. Some were sitting on the steps, some were leaning against the wall, and some were half-lying on the ground with an old coat spread out on their backs, with a half-full bottle of water and a few compressed biscuits next to them.

"When will this ever end?"

"I went to the trading area yesterday just to trade some salt, and damn it, the prices were outrageously high!"

"Sigh, don't even mention it. I ate at that old restaurant on Chuanjiang Road before the end of the world. It was a nine-compartment hot pot with tripe, duck intestines, and pig brains, served with two bottles of ice-cold beer. After that meal, I still felt it wasn't spicy enough. Now that I think about it... that might have been the last good meal of my life."

Several convoys and a large group of people were scattered in the stairwell.

Some are looking forward to the future, some are going crazy, and some are fast asleep.

"Damn this apocalypse! They call it a residential area, and what's the result? They don't allow people to stay overnight, but they've certainly provided enough houses!"

"We've all moved to the outer areas, but we still have nowhere to stay!"

"Do you think this apocalypse will end? Or will it just stay like this forever?"

"The end? Being alive is a miracle; you expect to go back to the pre-apocalyptic era? This is fantasy time..."

Everyone was talking at once until the stairwell door opened again, and a gust of cool wind blew in, causing the empty water bottle to flip over and roll halfway around.

Everyone turned their heads to look at the doorway.

Nobody expected anyone to come this late. It seems like it's almost curfew.

Chen Yu was slightly taken aback when he walked in and saw these people.

The residential area has 300,000 residents, which seems to be far beyond its capacity. The hallways are packed with people.

In the middle of the hallway sat a middle-aged man wearing a black jacket, who glanced at Chen Yu from head to toe.

"student?"

He waved his hand: "Brother, there's no room here, and the upstairs are all full. Why don't you try another floor?"

The young man next to him nodded in agreement, "Why don't you go check out the area next door?"

Chen Yu looked up.

From the corner to the second and third floor platforms, the steps were empty; there was no one there.

If it were just an ordinary person, hearing them say that, even if they knew there was no one in power, they probably wouldn't dare to say anything.

But Chen Yu was only there to stay overnight.

It doesn't matter where you go.

He stepped aside to make room for the doorway.

Mira walked in, her face flushed and her head down.

The white wedding dress skirt swept across the edge of the door frame, stiletto heels clattered on the concrete floor, the neckline of the dress hugged the collarbone, revealing a bare shoulder.

The hallway fell silent instantly.

The man in the jacket gaped, "This... what kind of niche fashion is this..."

Behind him,

All the men stared, swallowing hard.

Since the apocalypse, everyone has been feeling incredibly repressed.

Especially for these lower-level car teams, even if they have beautiful women with them, they're done after two missions.

Where have they ever seen a woman like Mila with such a perfect figure, looks, and style?

"...Is this a real wedding dress...or a performance costume?"

"...Do people still walk around in wedding dresses these days?"

"Wearing a wedding dress and strolling around in the apocalypse? Either you're crazy, or..."

Everyone was a little confused for a moment.

The man in the jacket reacted relatively quickly: "Um... if you insist on staying here, that's fine, but... it's a bit inconvenient..."

Chen Yu gestured twice, signaling everyone to spread out to both sides.

The man in the jacket quickly began giving orders: "Go, spread out! We're all awakened survivors struggling in this apocalypse. Even if there's no space, you have to make room, understand?"

Everyone dispersed, letting Chen Yu and his companion walk upstairs.

Until the two-person performance went up to the second floor.

Then a young man whispered, "Holy crap, her legs are so white! Even with just a tiny bit showing, I can barely contain myself!"

"Damn it! Keep your voice down! They're not far yet!"

The man in the jacket whispered, "To dare dress like that, guess what kind of power that guy has?!"

The young man was shocked: "What kind of strength?"

The man in the jacket looked grave: "At least, it's A-grade..."

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"Creak—"

On the third floor, the door opened, and inside was a boy holding a knife.

He spotted Chen Yu outside the door at a glance.

Who are you?

"The residents of this building were all booked a long time ago!"

The boy deliberately raised his voice when he said this.

Chen Yu said casually, "Just passing by, asking to stay the night. I'll leave tomorrow morning..."

The boy's grip on the knife tightened slightly. "I told you, the tenants have been decided. Can't you just find another place?"

Chen Yu shook his head: "I'm sorry, I picked you randomly."

As he spoke, Chen Yu reassured them, "Don't worry, you can come back tomorrow morning. Apart from some damage to the furniture, we won't touch anything else."

"Are you kidding me?"

The boy cursed under his breath and was about to close the door.

Chen Yu took half a step forward, and the next second, a knife was already at the boy's neck.

The door's closing motion was abruptly halted.

The boy was slightly taken aback, completely unaware of how the knife was placed against his neck.

Footsteps came from inside the door.

One by one, figures approached, and in just three seconds, seven people—five men and two women—were standing at the door.

"I told you, I'm leaving tomorrow morning, so as not to cause any trouble."

Chen Yu didn't want to take action, so he simply explained.

A guy in a baseball cap stepped forward: "Bro, I have B-level talent. If your talent isn't as high as mine, I recommend you go somewhere else."